Chapter 100: Let's See Who Has Yet to Evolve, Part 16

Wayne had wanted to argue a bit more, but upon hearing the mission completion notification, he fell silent.

The cunning sisters both used fake names, each trying to trick the other into revealing their real identity, but their trickery backfired.

Yue Fei and Wang Gui were discussing the marching arrangements for the next day when a subordinate reported that someone wished to see them.

“No need for formalities. Let me ask you—half a month ago, supplies were delivered once already. Why are you bringing so much again this time?” Yue Fei, suspecting correctly, realized that the amount of provisions was enough to sustain their army for over half a year.

Just thinking about the possibility that he might have joined EDG sent chills down Li Feifan’s spine.

“When the time is right, you will understand,” Hua Lao said cryptically, finding an excuse to send Hua Anni away.

That day, Feng Tiexi stared intently at Jing Tai’s secret envoy—Ge Zichuan—and lightly tapped the iron medal on the table. His deep voice and tone were harsher than his words.

In his azure eyes, golden pupils and black rings appeared one by one. As Huo Yuhao took a step forward, two yellow and one purple soul rings slowly rose into view.

Song Yijin’s mastery of Ryze was high. You could judge a Ryze player's skill by whether they could weave auto-attacks between skill casts in the early game.

Especially when she noticed these people walking as if they were floating rather than stepping, she grabbed Su Hao’s sleeve tightly.

“No, the system has given you too many advantages. You should explore on your own,” her sister shook her head.

Just like that, quietly watching Tang Tang, a wave of happiness filled his heart. He slightly bowed his head and pressed a kiss on her forehead.

Fortunately, from a legal standpoint, there was still no evidence linking Qiao Hui to the murder. So, even though the media branded him a ruthless killer, he had not been summoned to the police station and still remained at his military transit post.

Actually, Mo Xi always felt that Sun Ruoyu harbored hostility toward her, but she had no idea why.

That sentence tore Ai Moxue’s heart apart, shaking her to the core. It felt as if a poisonous wasp had stung her heart, causing it to contract painfully.

“Let’s return to the palace together,” Bai Shaozi added, her slender, knuckled fingers lightly brushing the cabinet.

“Damn! Looks like there was an explosion on the 10th floor!” Ye Fenglian suddenly shouted. She had been looking up through a nearby window and saw thick black smoke rising from one of the floors.

Staring into the void, Ye Fantian’s eyes locked onto a figure wielding a divine hammer, wearing an expression of cold disdain—none other than the Undying Hammer Sovereign.

But Ye Fantian was different. His physical body was peerless, and the energy here barely harmed him. Yet this place was completely devoid of vitality. Each time Ye Fantian tried to break through, it drained an immense amount of energy.

After hearing this, Liu Mengyao took a big bite. “Are Mom and Dad still at the company?” she asked while eating an apple.

Of course, Lin Feng no longer cared about Xu Li. Last time, even as a bodyguard, Lin Feng dared to slap Xu Li. Now that his identity was known, he naturally paid her no mind.

Multiple layers of power fiercely refined, decomposed, and ground down the ancient celestial dragon’s flesh, scales, and dragon aura, slowly dissolving them.

Upon hearing Yue Shan’s voice, “Ming” suddenly snapped out of boundless rage. Even after summoning the Central King’s avatar and unleashing a fierce attack, he showed no sign of stopping.

However, the latter’s difficulty was immense—not only requiring heaven-made and earth-formed energy flow and luck but also a vast power source, such as the birthplace of spirit dragons, the pure spirit crystal mine.

Bai Fu Ling felt nauseated, almost wasting her breakfast. She suppressed the urge to vomit. Beside her, Fang Hai widened his eyes, staring at the contents of the cauldron as if beholding a rare treasure, unable to look away after examining it many times.

But the fat man’s words made sense. Lin Feng had already been hurt once; he did not want to approach again only to be wounded a second time. One such experience was enough.

His true qi in his dantian had long since liquefied, and after so much time refining, it had become as viscous and cohesive as egg white.

Taking a step to the left, Lin Xiang stood in front of Hu Jun, not flinching as bullets whizzed toward him. If Lin Xiang could block sniper rounds, a regular pistol’s bullets were no challenge.

A piece of azure crystal appeared before Lin Xiang’s eyes. Having touched such crystals before, his expression turned shocked at the sight.

There was a sentence left unspoken, but Lin Feng understood it: “No one is allowed in,” and that included Lin Mei.

His gaze grew distant. If before he still harbored some feelings for Shen Lian, then from today onward, there was nothing left.

“No, no! I’m not going out anyway!” Su Yile grumbled, squeezing her way in bit by bit.

Since Brother A took over the family’s power, she had witnessed many ups and downs of authority. It wasn’t a one-time overwhelming victory; many unstable factors still needed to be settled. And that was only the internal strife of the Zhen family, which had gone through repeated turmoil. How much more complex was the power transition in the entire Xuzhou?

The blazing sunlight fell upon her face, making her flawless skin glow translucently. She looked up at Ruan Yuan, smiling like a blooming flower.

Ye Qingluo cupped Di Mo Xuan’s face, gently turning it so he could see Miao Rongrong, who was constantly preening and batting her eyelashes.